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mxb
19/F
Breathe into the nothingness and the heavens open wide. Dream about the obsidian night and constellations glaze the sky. Bask in the meadows of solace and the soul nestles in warmth. Dip your feet in cerulean waters and ebbing grace spring forth. Ignite like the forest fires and from the ashes, rise anew. Get drunk in the elixir of life and take me with you.
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Apr 21, 2018
Apr 21, 2018 at 11:53 PM UTC
Elixir of Life
The first time I laid eyes on you, I caught a glimpse of the break of dawn - a luminescence of  breathtaking events flashed before my eyes in fast forward. As we started talking, I saw the radiant glow of my somber, brown eyes reflecting on yours. The moment our fingers first touched, i felt a sudden jolt of electricity flowing through the current of our bodies. We became two atoms fusing to release massive energies to fuel the sun’s rays. The warmth became our refuge - comforting, safe. Seconds turned minutes, minutes turned days; I witnessed an everyday cycle of day fading into dusk. I have woven myself in the soft beaming light of your soul, but deeper, I also immersed into the abyss of  your darkness, until we both suspended into the nothingness. One morning, I felt warm, moist air surrounding my atmosphere. As the veil of pitch-dark clouds approached, I enveloped in anxious anticipation. Is this the beginning of the end? As the storm surges, squalls of rain and a heavy whirlwind loom overhead - it comes from a distance but I can feel the destruction happening within. Slowly, i was consumed, washed away - a mere casualty. As soon as the skies cleared, we were no longer. I walked barefoot in streets of the aftermath. Remnants of the storm were scattered all over. I was no longer whole, but I did not need to be. I waited until a glimmer of light surfaced through the horizon. It was stunning after all - to be alive and greeted with a speck of hope, In the midst of a ravaging maelstrom scheme.
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Nov 20, 2017
Nov 20, 2017 at 9:28 AM UTC
a beautiful disaster 2.0
The first time I laid eyes on you, I caught a glimpse of the break of dawn - a luminescence of  breathtaking events flashed before my eyes in fast forward. As we started talking, I saw the radiant glow of my somber, brown eyes reflecting on yours. The moment our fingers first touched, i felt a sudden jolt of electricity flowing through the current of our bodies. We became two atoms fusing to release massive energies to fuel the sun’s rays. The warmth became our refuge - comforting, safe. Seconds turned minutes, minutes turned days; I witnessed an everyday cycle of day fading into dusk. I have woven myself in the soft beaming light of your soul, but deeper, I also immersed into the abyss of  your darkness, until we both suspended into the nothingness. One morning, I felt warm, moist air surrounding my atmosphere. As the veil of pitch-dark clouds approached, I enveloped in anxious anticipation. Is this the beginning of the end? As the storm surges, squalls of rain and a heavy whirlwind loom overhead - it comes from a distance but I can feel the destruction happening within. Slowly, i was consumed, washed away - a mere casualty. As soon as the skies cleared, we were no longer. I walked barefoot in streets of the aftermath. Remnants of the storm were scattered all over. I was no longer whole, but I did not need to be. I waited until a glimmer of light surfaced through the horizon. It was stunning after all - to be alive and greeted with a speck of hope, In the midst of a ravaging maelstrom scheme.
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This cradle of sweet remembrance is ours to recollect under a myriad of unknown stars. Your hazel eyes bore golden flecks, your cheeks blushed crimson above the scars. Every bit of flesh in your body speaks of our nostalgic yesteryear, it mirrors the chasmic depths of a love beyond celestial spheres.
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Jul 11, 2017
Jul 11, 2017 at 6:34 AM UTC
Chasmic Depths
When I hear your soothing voice, my consciousness quickly suspends in the ether. The weight of your words fill me to the brim; an overflowing madness and chaos take over my dilapidated mind - you have turned me into a crazy lunatic. Today, as we walked together you whispered in my ear, "There's nothing like us together through the storm." And my heart exploded like fireworks in the sky. It spilled all over the place like wet paint on a blank canvas. Now, I am drifting towards the seedbed of our secret insanity, nothing but the two of us can ever fathom completely. Oh darling, my clandestine love is what you will always be.
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Jul 2, 2017
Jul 2, 2017 at 3:41 AM UTC
Clandestine
My melancholy muse break away from your renegade romance, sweep off the residue of a fettered love affair. Come rest in my abode - i’ll sprinkle you with moonlight dust, adorn with flecks of emerald plushes and make you my birdsong where your every blink shall spawn idyllic themes, your laugh strum lyrics of exuberance, and your touch - an oasis in stratums of drought.
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Jun 25, 2017
Jun 25, 2017 at 12:29 PM UTC
My Melancholy Muse
Our vessel sails across tranquil seas and subtle waves no visible signs of thunderstorms no heavy winds or pitch-dark clouds in the harbor of safety we lie untroubled but not for long the serenity of the waters is not a guarantee to the end of the shore when you’re stuck in the doldrums it’s stagnant melancholy a torrent of calm is deserting too I'm in a voyage of love where the anchor is you but the ship is already sunken to the deep trenches and it pleads to be saved
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Jun 18, 2017
Jun 18, 2017 at 8:37 AM UTC
Stuck in the Doldrums
Her glistening smile only appears in the dying of light the odes of imminent fervor reverberating from within unleash as she steals the spotlight from her restless shadow cast by the crescent moon dripping silver hues, but she envelops back to a tight sheath in isolation as early as the daybreak - the crack of dawn and if you only dwell on the surface you can never untangle her unkempt secrets nor unravel the effervescence she manifests.
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Jun 16, 2017
Jun 16, 2017 at 3:07 AM UTC
Delve Deep
Romance is reading the love letters you wrote her galvanized by soothing words of admiration while a gleaming arc forms in her lips out of sheer ecstasy Romance is strolling in the park where your fingers slowly touch hers and the friction between your hands yields a static jolt and electric charge Romance is dancing in the ballroom with hips swaying in synchrony with the resonance of a heart-stopping reality twisted in the locks of time . . . While love, Love is the compelling uprush of pumping blood in your veins as she walked down the staircase in a hugging pink lace dress with glamorous allure Love is the frantic rattling of your nerves because you saw her fragility when your first real fight pierced right through her and she cried crystallized fractals of blood Love is the swirl and whirl of emotions swerving from the direction of the sun to the moon, leaving you unaware of its possible death or resuscitation, its fleeting or lingering state . . . And if you ask me what we have, It’s more than just romance, It's love.
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Jun 15, 2017
Jun 15, 2017 at 7:12 PM UTC
Romance vs. Love
By all means, surrender your chaste brilliance unto the hands of poetry shed off till the very last trace strip it bare naked as if it's losing virginity let your undulated thoughts flow through every page, make every rhyme sync with tidal lines bled out words and verses divine engrave them in a book furrowed in the crevices of time.
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Jun 12, 2017
Jun 12, 2017 at 11:42 AM UTC
timeless brilliance
A fallen angel plummeted from the soaring skies she didn't carry wings that were ivory white nor did she wear a halo that sparkled in gold but she enchants with a seraphic smile - the mirror to her soul.
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Jun 10, 2017
Jun 10, 2017 at 9:47 AM UTC
angelic visage